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Doodlin’ Again

I have been a doodler for a long time. At school I was (in)famous for scrawling behind text books, desks and registers. My teachers would constantly admonish me for the habit and my friends would encourage me to make their caricatures. I’m not saying it was a very healthy habit but it was something that always kept me at peace, away from the humdrum of otherwise fruitless conversations and lectures. Heck, it may have even been the reason behind my introversion.

I started this blog at a time when I had begun to question my worth, when I was bone-tired of being there for everyone but for myself, when I had started sinking into a state of just being. But, ever since I’ve started this blog I’ve had a creative resurgence of sorts. So I’m trying my hand at things I’d left behind, like picking up my faithful Gibson again to belt out songs, and newer things like clay crafting, and making illustrations like this one.

Being creative is not a hobby, its a journey for me. Its about giving vent to my feelings, expressing them through a medium and again looking inward for improvement. Its been cathartic, its been fun, and I hope I don’t let go of it again because it has helped me in regaining my self-worth and confidence. There’s still much to accomplish, but I’m glad I’m on track now.

In case you’ve been wondering if there’s a point to this post, there isn’t. I just wanted to share with you my love for art (read any art-form) and how it’s helped me in the past few months.

If you have a similar story, related to any kind of art form or hobby and how it’s helped you in life, please do share it with me….